"The members of the Society enjoy playinga role in our little pageant. They are quite creative and the fact that you'refemale opens many possibilities...when it comes to the nature of your punishment.One thing's for sure, Chrissy. You won't be a virgin by the time you are nailedto the cross." The archbishop looks at the monks and orders them to take her away. The fourmonks hustle the teen out of the room and down the stairs. They shove her intothe trunk of a car and drive to a side entrance of. "Get over here and face me." I turned and stepped forward, my skirt still up. He smiled. "From now on," he said, "I fucking own you. Every day after school you're going to come over here and you're going to put on what I tell you to put on or do anything else I tell you to do. Otherwise, those pictures are going to be plastered all over the place. You got it?" "Yes..." "Good... Now get down on your knees in front of me." More than a command, this was almost a relief as my knees felt like. I demurred, but he kept insisting, so the only thing that I could do was to accept his hospitality. He helped me onto my horse and led my little caravan to his home.Mrs. Schmidt was as kindhearted as her husband, so they quickly had me in bed in the spare room with my clothes removed. That was slightly embarrassing, but I was hurting so much by this time that I did not worry about that for long. Mrs. Schmidt was a very competent rough and ready doctor, and she had my ribs bound and me asleep. If you get too tired see Brenda, I gave her something thatwill make you feel better." Yes Melissa, I have a show this afternoon, so I should get ready togo," Tiffany replied."Yes dear, you run along now and remember what I said about Brendahaving something for you if you need," Melissa said."Yes Melissa."Bill called Brenda later that day and told her the results of the teston the cocaine."Brenda, this batch was mixed by someone new, it's a different formulathan the first sample we tested. It.